i got suckered into working a jive ass joint at that fair once upon a time out of the kindness and generosity of my cold, bitter heart and also the job. they didn't tell me i'd have to pay for parking and food, the pigfarkers. fark them fat ass dez moynez tubbies coming around trying to mess me up in my shiat. Get thee back to Clive, pigfarker!

That's a shiatload of ammo. I'm starting to think the creative force behind all the fried this & bacon that fair menu can only be one thing....the 3am drunk munchies. "Hey Karl, let's make hoagies, stuff em with eggs and cheese, wrap em in bacon, shove em in a raccoon and deep fry the WHOLE DAMN THING!"